O sobie: ,, (...)I'm finished making sense
Done pleading ignorance
That whole defence
(...) What if I say i'm not like the
Others?
What if I say i'm not just another
One of your plays?
You're the pretender
What if I say I will never
Surrender?
(...) In time or so I'm told,
I'm just another soul for sale... Oh,
Well
The page is out of print
We are not permanent
We're temporary, temporary
Same old story
(...) I'm the voice inside your head
You refuse to hear
I'm the face that you have to face
Mirrored in your stare
I'm what's left, I'm what's right
I'm the enemy
I'm the hand that will take you
Down
Bring you to your knees"
